Lemm mostly has a Shade. When he isn't holding on so tight, Greenhorn quickly stops being Greenhorn-shaped, a tangle of black wrapping fully around his arm like a rippling, numbing sleeve.

They're not going anywhere. They couldn't if they tried and they really don't want to try.

It's loud.

It's loud!

They don't know or like this loud. They don't like any loud, but most loud they've heard is something they know. They're pulled from Strongest Sibling but for a frantic thread of distress caught against a wall of irritation and they don't understand what came out from above that they're fighting.

The Knight's Shriek echoes through the tunnel. Just as the Goam moved when it wasn't meant to, the Shriek does what it shouldn't and makes it reel back and retreat.

They keep aware of Sibling and Lemm enough not to completely disappear up the tunnel it left through, but they shoot up to follow enough to send a wild burst of Soul Shade as they cling onto stalactites, straight up after its vanishing form.

Go. Stay gone.